In the early morning of Chinese New Year's Eve, Fu Shun and his adoptive father were killing chickens and fish, and the Shufei sisters had to hurry up to beat enough cattle grass and hogweed for the past two days so as to free up free time to enjoy the gift of the Spring Festival.

Liu Yonghan especially likes the bamboo forest. Although he didn't know what kind of disasters this reborn "gentlemen" had experienced, the fragrance of "lush forests and bamboos" really intoxicated him.

He closed his eyes, stepped on the soft bamboo leaves, and listened attentively to the monologue of the bamboo. What kind of nobility is that? The straight trunk is smooth and knotty, and the crisp branches are not afraid of the cold, and even the occasional thin leaves are carved in the cold wind.

"Green cloth face, white cloth lining, a pair of buttons, buckle the bottom!" The mystery of childhood has finally found the answer.

At this moment, Liu Yonghan, with the comfort of a poet and a little sentimentality, stood in the bamboo forest, hiding in the depths of the low-hanging bamboo branches, forgetting the cold. "No one sends the secret intention, who washes the hatred? Repair the bamboo, sparse curtain ......"

"Brother Liu, are you up early?" Yang Zegui saw Liu Yonghan by the dam, left Fushun and walked towards the bamboo forest.

Liu Yonghan was interrupted by Yang Zegui's greeting and strolled out from the depths of the bamboo forest. "Brother Yang, your bamboo forest is good!"

"Hey, last year it was all blown off by the wind, and this year it has only grown a little longer. In our rural areas, this thing is indispensable, and many tools used at home are inseparable from it! ”

"Well, bamboo is the most amazing of the 'Four Gentlemen', plum, orchid, and chrysanthemum all rely on flowers to win, but bamboo, with the whole life in the interpretation of its gentlemanly spirit! Even if it's the 'Three Friends of the Old Cold', it's the most low-key ......" Lao Liu almost forgot that he was talking to a farmer, "Oh, brother, do you want to help?" ”

Yang Shuzi is tending to the bamboo leaves with a bamboo rake, and he wants to rake the bamboo leaves in this forest together, dry them as firewood, and smoke a bunch of fireworks outside the dam when they are wet. This is also the New Year's custom of every household in Ishibashi. The fireworks in front of the door not only drive away the "Year Beast", but also indicate prosperity.

"No need! Brother, Fushun has caused you trouble! ”

"Hey, that's the way to go. Brother, now that the child is not in front of me, I will set up a heart-wrenching dragon gate array for you! ”

"Hmm!" Yang Zegui moved the wooden crutch and stopped the work in his hand.

"Brother, Shun'er has lived with you for so many years, what do you think he wants most?"

"Brother, I'm afraid this question is stumped on me, a peasant man! For us, it is thankful to have a piece of land of our own, to be able to hand over the tasks of the state, and to have enough food and warm clothes for the family! ”

"Brother, in fact, I know that you are a cultural person, and I see that the newspapers you read are piled up into a mountain. The truth is no less than we know! Just like you do to your two daughters, from the bottom of your heart, do you still want them to study? ”

Yang Zegui was a little embarrassed, he knew that the person in front of him was blaming him for not letting Fushun study, but who could know about his unspeakable secrets? "His godfather, our countryside is not as good as the city, especially in the past few years, this land has been distributed to every family, if we don't farm, we can only starve to death!"

"I understand. Brother, now Shun'er can be said to be the pillar of this family, this doll is sensible, crying and trying to come back, because he is reluctant to you, or he can't bear to see this family in ruins. In the past half a year, the doll has been grinding shoulders and backs, and there must be no complaints, but think about it, is he happy one day? ”

Yang Zegui became more and more helpless, he couldn't tell the people in the city clearly, and raised his voice decibels: "If you are here to take him away, you just say it, we don't have the ability to raise him well, let him study, you have, let the doll choose by himself!" ”

"Brother, don't get angry! Haven't I finished yet? I see that you are a patient person, and I am still uncomfortable going around the bend like this, so I will tell you directly! In fact, you also know in your heart that even if I pick him up, he won't leave! I didn't plan to pick it up. I want to discuss with you, if there is a chance for the doll to become a worker, would you like to? ”

Yang Zegui lowered his head, and blamed himself for being loud just now. "Didn't he say he couldn't get a diploma for reading that book?"

"It has nothing to do with the diploma, I want to transfer his hukou to Jiang Yun, with a city hukou, this matter will be easy to do!"

Yang Zegui suppressed the anger in his heart, is this still going to take the baby away? In fact, he also thought about letting Fushun go out and break through by himself, after all, this child's heart is not here at all. Even if Fushun is really gone, the old couple with their two daughters, wait for Shufen to be a little older in two years, find a satisfactory son-in-law, and the family will basically be able to support it.

Thinking of his son-in-law, Yang Shuzi thought about it again, and the best of both worlds was to make Fushun his son-in-law. The two dolls have been getting along for so many years, especially after Fushun came back, the two sensible children are running the family together, and they seem to be getting closer, and they all seem to be so compatible.

"Lao Liu, I'll discuss this matter with his mother again!" Yang Zegui continued to work. In fact, he thought in his heart that even if he agreed to this matter, he couldn't let his mother know, otherwise he wouldn't even think about it.

"Well, don't tell Sù Fushun until you say yes. In fact, even if the hukou is moved, I don't plan to let him leave immediately, at least...... At least wait until your second daughter finds a suitable son-in-law, or your eldest son-in-law comes out......"

After Liu Yonghan finished saying these sincere words, he saw that Fushun had already walked this way. Hurriedly climbed up a small slope, Fu Shun stretched out his hand and pulled his godfather, and he went up to the field on the edge of the bamboo forest. The two of them talked and laughed and went home.

At this scene, Yang Zegui looked at it in his eyes, and his heart was full of sourness. For this peasant man, it is impossible for him to express his sincere fatherly love directly like a city person, nor can he give his children a bright future like that businessman.

But what right does he have to stop his child from chasing his dreams? Even if it was a coincidence, the child had the opportunity to "become a worker" through his own efforts, and since then he has jumped out of the farm, isn't this also the last wish of the old carpenter Liu? You can't refuse the help of well-wishers because of your own incompetence, right?

Maybe it's fate, right? Carpenter Liu gave up his status as a worker for the sake of the child and his poor mother. The world is reincarnated, and now let this child become a worker, and a worker in a big city! It must be that Brother Liu has a spirit in the sky!

Before lunch, Shufen filled a little of every dish she had prepared, and went to the mountains with Fushun to visit Gui Yingniang.

In the evening, Yang Zegui lit a bonfire in the courtyard for the first time. This is indeed a bit of a luxury for the people of Yangjiawan, who lack firewood, and the blazing fire illuminates the faces of the Yang family and Liu Yonghan, and everyone has a happy smile on their faces.

There is no brilliant fireworks in the city, and there is no cannon sound that resounded in the sky, everything is so quiet, so quiet that you can only hear the crackling of firewood.

"Godfather, will you tell us a story?" Fushun issued an initiative, but he was afraid of hurting his adoptive father, who also told them a lot of stories, "Everyone tells one, godfather tells first, and my father tells it!" ”

As soon as she heard that she was going to tell a story, Shufen put a dry firewood branch that she was waving in her hand into the fire, sat on a small bench and held her cheeks, her eyes wide.

"Okay, I'll tell you about one first-

"In the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a man named Xuanzi in the Lu State, who was the minister of Lu Xuangong, and he was particularly fond of hunting. One day, he was hunting in Shouyang Mountain and saw a man who was so hungry that his eyes were full of gold stars. The kind-hearted Xuanzi got off the horse and came over to ask what was wrong with this person? The man replied, 'I haven't eaten for three days!' ’

Xuanzi didn't say a word, and gave him the food he brought with him to eat, but he kept half of it. Xuanzi asked him why, and he said, 'I have been away from home for three years, and I don't know if my mother is still alive. Now that it's close to home, please let me give her the food I left behind. Xuanzi told him to finish the food, and then asked his attendant to bring him another basket of rice and meat, and asked him to bring it back to his mother.

"After many years, the Jin Linggong of the Jin State and the Lu State went to war, and Xuanzi was captured. Jin Linggong wanted to kill this enemy's important minister, but he didn't expect a warrior named Lingfu of the Jin Kingdom to resist Jin Linggong's men in turn, so that Xuanzi could get out of danger.

"Later, when Xuanzi asked him why he did this, he replied, 'I am the hungry man you gave food to Shouyang Mountain that year.'" When Xuanzi asked him again for his name and home, he did not leave.

This story later became an allusion, and Du Fu quoted it in the poem "Twenty-two Rhymes for Wei Zuo Chengzhang": often plan to report a meal, and resign to the minister. ”

The three children listened with relish. Yang Zegui also listened to this historical story for the first time, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. He looked at the youngest Shufei, hoping that she would understand the truth: "Shufei, tell me, what is the truth in this story told by Uncle Liu?" ”

Xiao Shufei, who was active in answering the question, stood up: "I think there are three truths: one is to help others, and the person named Xuanzi took the initiative to help the later samurai; There is also the need to honor his parents, the samurai has not eaten for three days, and he can still think of his mother; And there is to ...... Want...... That's right, it's a thankful retribution, and the samurai finally repaid Xuanzi! This fourth-grade elementary school student replied with a straight answer.

Fu Shun remembered Gui Ying. The historical stories that are thousands of years apart are repeated in reality like coincidences, but the ending is completely different. Sister Gui Ying sacrificed her life to save him, but he couldn't repay him; Gui Yingniang is sick in bed at home, but she doesn't know where she is?

"Dad, it's time for you to speak!" Fushun looked at his thoughtful adoptive father.

"You've heard what I've said, so don't talk about it!"

"Tell me! Dad, let's tell the story of Gongye Chang! Shufen urged. In her eyes, no matter how talented others are, her father will always be the most amazing.

"Haha, okay, the story of Gongye Chang. Because he knew how to speak, the bird once said to him, 'Gongye! Gongye Chang! There is a sheep in Nanshan, you eat meat, I eat intestines. As a result, Gongye Chang forgot to give the bird out of his intestines, and ate all the sheep, and the bird had nothing to eat, so he wanted to harm him. Later, he told Gongye Chang that there was a sheep in Nanshan, and Gongye ran away, but there was no sheep, only a corpse, so he had a hard time arguing and went to prison. ”

Even though the children had listened to it countless times, they still laughed so happily......